Grandmothering is sooo much fun!

Yesterday [Sun] my grandaughter--and her parents--came to visit. I love visiting with her parents, but she is the most fun! We went barefoot out into the yard. She examined every flower, naming colors and gleefully discovering the various trolls among them [Others might call them gnomes, but to me they are trolls--another topic for another time] One was sleeping and hidden behind a new mass of purple flowers, so we had to find him a new place. Chloe tried more than a dozen before she was satisfied.

We walked around to the backyard and to my tiny garden. Finally, I have tomatoes!!! We counted at least ten [they're really hiding] and several peppers, picked some basil leaves to crush and smell, and followed the tendrils of squash and pumkin that are growing wildly crazy out of the box and blooming with bright orange blossoms that hopefully mean the fruit is not far behind!

In one corner ther was a little blank spot. Just the right size for the sleeping dwarf. This is where he now reposes, keeping watch over the vegetable garden. Chloe was right. The garden neede a dwarf, too.

I have really loved havng these visits off and on. Even Todd [our shy cat] came out to see Chloe. Her exuberant, " Hi, Todd!." was a little too much and he hid again, but he did creep out a couple more times. He's ready to see her--just not have her see him! But she pets Fleury and they seem to have reached quite an understsnding. She talks to "Furry" awhile, then goes on to something else. She often returns, and he mostly just accepts her now, recognizing she is part of he family. At least we'll see them one more time before this lovely [for me anyway] interlude is over. I know they are looking forward to being home for good, but it has been so nice to see them fairly regularly this summer.